Sitting at the table reading the morning paper, I heard a light tap on the door. Thinking it may be a colleague of mine, I opened the door without looking to see who it was. Much to my surprise, there stood a dark haired man in a suit with a big smile on his face. I gave him a puzzled look as he began to speak. "I am sorry to bother you this morning, my name is Rob, and I am with the Hotel Courtesy department and I am randomly talking with some of our guests to make sure their needs are being met. Would you happen to have a few moments?" I was a little surprised by this but being naive and a little shy, I didn't want to say no--after all, I was not in a hurry.
I opened the door wider and stepped aside for him to enter. "Sure, I have a few minutes--by the way, my name is Lee." I said as I extended my hand. He reached out and took my hand as we moved toward the table I had been sitting at.
Rob took some papers out of a folder and began to write a few things down. He asked me several questions pertaining to the service at the hotel. I kept answering with a polite yes. He then started asking more personal questions like 'and when you bathe and shower, is the water temperature comfortable'--it wasn't so much the questions but the way in which he began asking them. His voice changed--it became lighter and more seductive. His breathing became deeper and the way in which he was looking at me made me uncomfortable.
I got up and told him I needed to be somewhere in a little bit and hoped I had helped him out. He also stood up and thanked me for my time. I walked him to the door and as I began to open it, he placed his hand against it. "Oh, I am sorry, One more thing." He said in a calm voice very close to my face. I tried to open the door against his weight. "Would a good fuck make your stay more enjoyable?" he reached over and put the chain on the door. I was shocked--half thinking this wasn't really happening. Before I could act, his hands were grabbing my ass and his mouth was on mine. I struggled and tried to scream--as he began to force his tongue into my mouth, I tried to bite down, but I only managed to anger him. He grabbed both of my hands and held them behind my back and slapped me across the face. I began to cry uncontrollably. "Listen bitch, you be a good girl and you won't get hurt. Understand?" I shook my head yes--like I had given in. I was thinking frantically of what I would do--what I could do.